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Master Plan Of Thieves
04:38
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Catch the ray,
Shine it to God
He's the solstice bare
And He's feeling odd
Maybe, we were led to believe
That God has his "Master Plan of Thieves"
They'll steal your heart and sell it for cheap
Don't give in you must believe
You're capable of all you wish to achieve
I was just thinking
Or maybe I'm drinking
Or maybe I'm dreaming again and again and again
When does life really begin?
So I catch the ray,
Shine it to God
You're the soul he's spared
And you're feeling odd
Maybe, we were led to believe
That God has his "Master Plan of Thieves"
They'll steal your heart and sell it for cheap
Don't give in you must believe
You're capable of all you wish to achieve
So I catch the Ray
Shine it to god
You're the soul he's spared
And you're feeling odd
Maybe, we were led to believe
That God has his "Master Plan of Thieves"
They'll steal your heart and sell it for cheap
Don't give in you must believe
You're capable of all you wish to achieve
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Mars
03:17
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Jesus Christ went to Mars
Sick of paying for his scars
Little kids with candy bars
Selling our souls for cars
There ain't no cars on Mars
There ain't no cars on Mars
There ain't no cars on Mars
There ain't no cars on Mars
Little men started turning green
Thinking about what life could be
Things are hard so they get kinda mean
Build a tower for a Queen
Just the way it's always been
Just the way it's always been
Jesus Christ went Mars
Sick of paying for his scars
Jesus Christ wish upon a star
He wanted to see is for who we are
Broken up like window shards
Put back in place with rusty bars
But stars are far from Mars
But stars are far from Mars
Jesus Christ went to Mars
Sick of Paying for his scars
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Cities
03:48
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I took a drive into the city
Smoke stacks reached above the clouds
I know it's kinda petty
But nothing compares to my hometown
The smell of steel and hot coffee
It gets me where I need to go
Lately I'm feeling kinda rocky
With the stained teeth and cigarette smoke
Say it ain't so
Lately I'm feeling kinda low
Say it ain't so
People come and people go
"Phantom Power" and caffeine pills
It's the slight edge that keep me afloat
When waiting on patients has lost its thrill
When you lack the patience and self control
Remember the day our favourite bar closed?
It's kinda like symbolism for our old lives
Good times are memories left behind
It's the good times that keep us alive
Say it ain't so
Lately I'm feeling kinda low
Say it ain't so
People come and people go
I took a drive into the city
Smoke stacks reached above the clouds
I know it's kinda petty
But nothing compares to my hometown
Say it ain't so
Lately I'm feeling kinda low
Say it ain't so
People come and people go
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4. |
Time
04:27
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Time, is the strangest thing
Time, will solve everything
Time, it's always on my mind
Time, you can count on "Time"
I feel, I fall, I watch myself fall into shock
I feel, I fall, I watch myself fall into shock
I feel, I fall, I watch myself fall into shock
As you talk...
Time, is the root of all evil things
Time, is a bird without wings
Time, it can ease the pain
Yet "Time", it's made me insane
I feel, I fall, I watch myself fall into shock
I feel, I fall, I watch myself fall into shock
I feel, I fall, I watch myself fall into shock
As you talk...
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5. |
In A Coma
05:51
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Help, I'm in a downward spiral
From the sun its rays and the betrayal
So shock, me, I dare you
When you're numb to the feeling of being blue
If I'm sick, well so are you
We're connected by our misery, sometimes its all we knew
So put me In A Coma, I'll do anything you want me to, anything you want me to
So put me In A Coma, I'll do anything you want me to, anything you want me to
Hello, well isn't it strange you know?
We're Beautiful at Midnight, only Beautiful at Midnight
And the ghosts, inside our heads they,
Refrain from what we should have known, refrained from what we should have known
And it's good, mourning heaven, it's best to dig a shallow grave
It's best to sleep the day away
And I know, I've wasted me time
Clearing my throat with all these things inside
So put me In A Coma, I'll do anything you want me to, anything you want me to
So put me In A Coma, I'll do anything you want me to, anything you want me to
So put me In A Coma, I'll do anything you want me to, anything you want me to
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The Wilt Aways Ontario
Justin Briner: Vocals/Guitar
Greg Schultz: Guitar
Cody Schmidt: Drums
Ryan Oliphant: Bass
New Hamburg, ON. Canada
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